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Holocaust (Free verse) by Mr Pig
Bright yellow stars
Lay next to a pit of limbs,
As cross bearing reapers
Write epitaphs in chalk,
Someoneâs name
To be washed away by rain.
The perfect mortals align empty cases
By a mountain of trinkets and heels.
Ivory mines are checked for gold,
Shavers drone
removing Aryan hair from Jewish heads,
to be used as textiles for more yellow stars,
taken from the dead for the living.
Babies clamped to their mothers breasts,
Paled by the gas that never rests
As she rests forever fetal.
Children enter the shower room
Their trusting hands hold tightly
On to limp fingers of the knowing,
Till the clasp unfolds
And they leave the chimney as ghosts.
Stains will be cleansed by filth
And Gods are blonde and blue eyed
Invented by perfect mortals,
To kill children for the Fatherland,
So economy can be born again
And Nebecanezzar can be King
Of children and pain.
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Weighted score: 5.1788044
Overall Rank: 4927
Posted: September 14, 2004 6:33 AM PDT; Last modified: September 14, 2004 6:33 AM PDT
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